Cocosuma Poem by RIC BASTASA

This is music for painful eyes And numb arms Trickles of
Electric guitar Flowing Cascading And then Caught By a flute
At the bottom A basin And both Join together In unexpected Harmony
The voice Of a beautiful Girl singing In between Mixing
intertwiningAs I take all the notes In my hands And wash All the music
In my face Like a Face towel

i am refreshed, Holy God, i am refreshed, i am feeling that
The pain Is gone.